Heave-Ho lyrics

Neighbor called my landlordShe said that she was pissedUp all night making noiseAnd she can't get no restShe said we was running a flop houseFull of thieves and thugsMusicians and hooligans and we were all on drugsSo she got bent and raised the rentSaid it would only take one morePhone call from my whiny neighbor

What's up with my neighborWhat's it gonna take to get a breakShe's got us tiptoeing around in fearChurch mice at St. Leo's down my streetHave moved so far awayShe has sent them packing and running scaredHow much more does she think we will take

Maybe someday when I'm old and fat and boredI'll understand why my neighbor makes me feel like hellI can't even watch TV or sneeze or fart can't even breatheFor fear my landlord will come and ring my bellHow much more does she think we will pay

No more flop house no more funI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborShooting cans with BB gunsI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborShe says these punks have to goI think we're gonna get the old heave ho

Neighbor called my landlordIt was a Sunday afternoonShe couldn't hear the TV setWe were having a barbecueWe were listening to Louis PrimaAnd drinking MeisterbrauIf she would have come to talk it overAnd wasn't a lazy cowSo she got bent she raised the rentSaid it would only take one morePhone call from my whiny neighbor

Maybe someday when I'm jaded9 to 5 at a job I hateI'll come home and razz my neighbors tooBut I'd have a strategyAnd catch them when the rent is lateAnd all the other bills are overdueAfter all this is the neighborly way

No more music no more funI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborBarbecues in the sunI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborShe says that these punks must goI think we're gonna get the old heave ho

Don't even hide the dogOr put the bong awayWe don't want to live here anyway

Neighbor called my landlordShe said we didn't careThe lawn is deadDogs and cats are stinking everywhereShe said that we had crazy parties every nightThe yard is littered with bottles and cansSkateboards and bikesShe didn't get bentDidn't raise the rentWe only got a noteIn 30 days we'll get the old heave ho

WAAAAAOO.....WAAAAAaaAAOO.....

No more music no more funI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborBarbecues in the sunI've got a whiny neighborI've got a whiny neighborShe says that these punks must goI think we're gonna get the old heave ho